RYDER'S POV
I woke up to someone's alarm going off at three in the morning.
"Luke." I said groggily.
The alarm was still beeping.
I sighed and sat up.
To my surprise, it was my phone.
"Why?" I asked.
I went back to bed.
"Not so fast." Luke said turning on the lights.
"Do you hate me or something?" I asked pulling the covers over my head.
"No quite the opposite actually." He said yanking the sheets off me.
"Then why won't you let me sleep?" I whined.
"You're going to have to sit up for my answer." He said.
I groaned in defeat and did what he told me to.
I saw two suitcases packed by the door.
"I-I don't understand." I stammered.
"Do you remember when I first found out about your plane anxiety?" He asked.
I slowly nodded my head.
"And I told you I was going to help you conquer it." He said.
I realized what was happening.
He expected me to get on a plane to the Dominican Republic.
Right here.
Right now.
My world stopped.
I should've seen this coming.
I just didn't know it was happening so soon.
"Ryder? Say something please." He said.
"I didn't expect this so soon." Was all I managed to get out.
"You'll be okay. I promise you." He said.
I shook my head.
"Ryder please. I want to help." He said.
I know he does.
But sometimes I'm a lost cause.
"Don't you trust me?" He asked reaching for my hand.
YOU ARE READING
A Part Of Me
Romance"I like her cause she's smart. Headstrong and independent. She puts me in my place, when I don't know where I stand. And if only I could find the words or muster up the nerve to tell her; I'll never forget her and she'll always have a part of me."
